After 'I Do'

VI

"OH MY FUCKING GOODNESS."

"D'Shawn, you know him?" Imani asked.

"Malik, how can you? You knew she was my wife. You was to suppose to be my FUCKING BEST FRIEND!"

"I apologize, man just p-p-put the gun d-down." Malik stuttered.

"Sit yall asses down."

"I'm sorry Shawn. I messed up." Imani cried.

"Where did I do wrong woman? I wake up, go to work, come back to make up happy. Damn, I only wanted a good wife."

"I am a good wife."

"Shut the fuck up Imani."

"I swear I didn't know he was you're close friend." Imani said.

" Even if I told you.............Tell me Malik, how long have this been going on bro?" I said.

"I don't-"

"Now if you're planning on not answering my question, I will open your head." I said, putting the gun to his temple.

"Ok ok fine, a few times here prior to the time we went to Harlow's." Malik said.

"Oh....is that right? What disgust me is, Malik you know she's my wife and Imani you're married."

"I'm sorry. Forreal man, I was tempted." Malik said.

"What can sorry do for you now. You have a gun to you're head for fucking you're best friend's wife. It's like putting a band-aid on a broken glass."

"Please Shawn, I understand that you want a better wife and I promise I will be one, come let me kiss that pain I brought unto you away baby." She said, walking towards me.

"You know when I was younger, my mother told me once; in a conversation, we had about love and relationships then she said something I held on to. She said 'Shawny, it's took me 9 months to fully develop your heart, don't let any females break it in 5 seconds.' I held on to that advice. Now look, I never thought that you were going to be the female to break my heart in 5 seconds." I said, while my eyes let go a few tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please forgive me." Imani cried, getting to her knees.

"Can you say something else but not sorry. Happy Anniversary by the way, sweetheart. Hope you didn't forget." She went silent. "Aww don't tell me you forgot, mann you horrible. Should I just kill you for that."  I pointed the gun at her.

"No, no I didn't forget." She said, raising both of her hands in surrender. 

"Apparently, you did because you have this nigga dipping his dick in you on our damn 2 year anniversary."

I kinda chuckled and sat down in front of them.

"In the first year in our marriage I saw the change in you. You always came home angry as if I'm the one that trapped you. Did you forget that proposed to me? Huh DID YOU?!?! I never want to get married at such a young age but you insisted, I once never complained but you always did." I said looking down with tears falling.

"I'm so sorry-" Malik said, with me cutting him off.

"SHUT UP......SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I'm losing my mind now and I'm not far from pulling this fucking trigger on this nigga and you."  I said then my phone started ringing. I looked, it was Chris.

"Oh hello." I said.

".........."

"oh nothing, just at home, handling business."

".........."

"Yes of course, you know what I would love if you come and help me solve this problem, would you mind?"

".........."

"Alright darling, see you later." I hung up.

12 a.m.

Knock....Knock....Knock

"I wonder who that is?"  I opened the room door.

"Christina? What are you doing here?" Imani asked.

"While I was busy working and you busy fucking. Christina was the only person to comfort me when I was down. She always said to me 'Stay with Imani. She loves you dearly.' Guess what she was lying. I know she consoling me but this right here is the last straw."

"Malik, you left me for Imani. I'm her best friend and you knew that. Disgraceful." Christina said.

"I'm sorry Chris, just forgive me." Imani said.

"For now on, I'm done with you. Both of you." I said, pointing the pistol at both of them.

"Whatever you do, I'm here to help." Christina said.

POW.....POW